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I was down at the Eatonville WA range a few years ago for a 50 BMG competition. At the
conclusion, as folks were beginning to pack up, two big boys decided it would be good to
perform a mag dump. As the smoke was still clearing, the range master came running out
of the clubhouse, jugular throbbing, red in the face, and spitting mad. I'm not sure what
he said because even thoughdbl plugged, my ears were still ringing from the collective
retort and concussion. woowee !
conclusion, as folks were beginning to pack up, two big boys decided it would be good to
perform a mag dump. As the smoke was still clearing, the range master came running out
of the clubhouse, jugular throbbing, red in the face, and spitting mad. I'm not sure what
he said because even thoughdbl plugged, my ears were still ringing from the collective
retort and concussion. woowee !
